Unmatched Love

by Mary Nixon

  I heard the shower come on and I decided to check my messages. The doctor I had seen earlier had still not called me back. I needed to know if my periods missing was simply because I was stressed out or because I was pregnant with Pierre Deveraux's baby.

  I must have been gazing at my phone for a while because when I turned, I saw Tony already dressed up in a pair of sweatpants and a tee.

  "Are you waiting for a call?" He asked me as he ran a towel through his wet hair.

  He looked gorgeous.

  "Not really." I answered and left my phone on the bed. "I need to soak in the tub for a while."

  "Go on ahead love. Afterwards maybe I can go down on you again." He said as he winked at me making me blush in the process.

  James Lyons's POV

  Bianca was acting strange.

  I had been pleasuring he all afternoon hoping to make her feel better but the anxious look on her face was back.

  What was worrying her?

  I picked up the phone she had left on the bed and went through her texts. There was nothing alarming there. I was however going through her call list when I saw an unknown number.

  I decided

  to use my phone to call it.

  "Doctor Marshall's office, how can I help you?" I heard a woman's voice.

  I wanted to hang up but I was curious.

  "Hi. I wanted to know what your office specializes in."

  "Fertility and gynaecology. Would you like an appointment?" She asked.

  "No but can you give me your physical address?"

  "Yes Sir, do you have a paper and pen?"

  ***

  I was sited in the reception area waiting to see this doctor Marshall. After my episodes with the shooting and car accident, I hated hospitals.

  It looked more descent than the dingy place I had found her in when she had tried to get rid of the twins.

  "Mr. Bellingerre, the doctor will see you now." The nurse informed me.

  I walked into the cramped office and found a middle aged man typing away on his computer. He lowered his glasses and faced me.

  "How can I help you sir?" He asked me.

  "Actually how can I help you?" I asked him pointing his way.

  He gave me his full attention.

  "You don't need medical attention?" He asked.

  "No, I'm as healthy as a horse. I know you have hit some financial trouble and you may need to close this clinic."

  He removed his glasses and stared at me.

  "Yes I will be closing soon. I don't have enough funds to run some of the free services I offer to those in need."

  I had done my reading before coming to see Doctor Marshall. He was desperate for a donor and I was desperate for answers.

  "I want to give a generous donation to your work but under one condition."

  I cut straight to the point.

  "What condition?" He asked.

  "I want information on a female patient you saw two days ago."

  He looked uncomfortable.

  "Patient- doctor confidentiality. I can't say anything about my patients sir. I'm sorry."

  I stood up to leave when he stood up as well.

  "How much do you want to contribute sir?" He asked.

  "Like I said, a generous amount. Just tell me what I need to know."

  "What's the patient's name?" He asked.

  "Bea Bianca Buchanan and she is my girlfriend."

  He just smiled at me and extended his hand towards me.

  "Congratulations sir, you are going to be a father." He said.

  A father?

  How?

  Bianca and I hadn't made love for two years now. She was pregnant? Was she seeing someone else?

  I shook his hand and managed a small smile. I handed him a cheque and the light in his eye grew. He smiled at me and shook my hand again over and over.

  "Thank you sir. Thank you."

  "Thank you." I told him. "If she calls, you didn't see me or talk to me."

  He nodded and I left.

  Bianca was pregnant.

  Those words played in my head like a broken record over and over again. Even as Simon drove me home, she was all I could think about.

  "Sir, you look pale." Simon said to me once he pulled up in the basement parking.

  "Bianca is pregnant." I told him.

  Simon had been my chauffeur since my father assigned him to me when I was only five. Sometimes, he was more of a father to me than Wayne was.

  "Well congratulations sir."

  "But it's not my baby Simon."

  His face dropped a little but he quickly recovered.

  "That's a predicament sir. What do you intend to do?"

  "What should I do Simon? What would Bianca expect from me?"

  "The wrath of the gods." He stated bluntly.

  He turned to face me.

  "Or maybe some mercy for a change. She would expect you to love her enough to accept her child as your own."

  He had a point.

  "Thank you."

  He opened the door for me and I patted his shoulder.

  "Take the night off Simon. Take Neil and Gareth with you." I told him as I made my way to the elevator.

  I was going to allow Bianca to tell me when she was ready. Something told me she knew about her condition. Is that why she wanted me to make love to her so badly? So that she can pin the baby on me?

  Who was the bloody father?

  I found her struggling to zip up her small fitting black dress.

  "It won't close!" She cursed when she saw me.

  "Getting chubby?" I asked her.

  "I think so. I haven't hit the gym in the last two months."

  Or maybe you are just pregnant?

  I reached for the zipper and unzipped the dress. I slid it down her body and she stepped out of it. Before she could turn to face me, I pulled down my sweatpants and boxers.

  "Bend over." I told her as I held the back of her head and bent her over.

  In a matter of seconds I had driven myself deep inside her.

  If Bianca wanted to play... then we will play her little game.

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  Chapter twenty five: the list

  Lists...

  My list was one of the possible fathers to Bianca's baby.

  Two days ago I had initiated her little game by banging her brains out. I couldn't look into her eyes knowing she was keeping such a big secret from me. It hurt me but in real sense we hadn't been together in a while and she had obviously been with other men. She was gorgeous and any man who didn't notice was a fool.

  My list was short;comprised of the people closest to me. I was probably paranoid but truth be said, my friends were bad boys and playboys. I knew them like the back of my hand and right now, everyone of them was guilty until proven innocent.

  My first suspect: Cole Michael Harrington.

  He had been all comfortable with Bianca on the night of the Charity Ball touching her thighs underneath the dinner table. I had seen it.

  Okay, I had asked him to take her home since I was avoiding her.

  Cole was a good man but he had a weakness for pretty faces. Is that why he had disappeared? He knew I would kill him with my bare hands? No. Cole would never dare steal my girl. I crossed him off the list.

  My second suspect: Ferrer Montenegro.

  He was a major flirt. Back when I was in Monaco I had seen how he held Bianca after the funeral of our sons. It would not be the first time he has taken a woman belonging to me to bed. But as much as Ferrer was disloyal, he had not been anywhere near Bianca in the last two months. I crossed him off my list.

  My third suspect: Jacobolas Berlotelli

  Bale.

  He and Bianca didn't like each other. But you know what I say about the ones that fight the most? They have the wildest sex... at least according to Erma Bale, the woman whom I considered my mother.

  Jacob was a female magnet and I wouldn't be surprised if Bianca wondered into his bed. But Jacob was
loyal, no way it could be him. Once in highschool when he was in his senior year and I was a junior, he had had sex with my first girlfriend to show me that he was Jacobolaus Bale and he could do anything he wanted and get away with it. The other reason was to teach me that most girls aren't loyal when two factors are in the way: hot guys with money. His objective was to stop me from falling in love with the girl.

  Unfortunately it worked... I hated that girl soon after he had his way with her.

  I had confronted him about it but he had given me a thorough beating. I promised to make him pay using a woman he adores. I was thinking Keira would be the instrument of my revenge. Could he have done it again?

  Perhaps. I left him on the list.

  My fourth suspect could have been Bruce but he was not that kind of a man. So in fourth place...

  I was distracted from my thoughts when Jacob walked in casually into my office. He didn't even knock.

  "How is she?" He asked desperately.

  Had he flown all the way from Manhattan just to ask me that? Couldn't he have called?

  I wore a frown on my face when he invited himself to sit in my

  high backed black leather chair. He faced me and saw the piece of paper on the table. He reached out for it and read it.

  "Why am I at the bottom of this list and why is my name not crossed out?" He asked.

  I just stared at him and decided to be blunt with him.

  "It's a list of men who could be father's to Bianca's baby."

  His eyes widened a bit before he laughed out his heart.

  Lately, he's been a happy pill. He was slowly getting back to his old self.

  "Tony Tony Tony... you just had to put me on this damn list. I know you have your doubts but those days when I used to bang women like my life depended on it are over. I'm into more meaningful relationships."

  Jacob was the first play boy I had ever met. He started off early, at fourteen he had already slept with his first girl. Whenever Erma was away Jacob would throw the wildest parties. Nonno never seemed to mind as long as no one went to his office. On one of those parties, he had a three some and it was not his first or last rodeo. Jacob, was known for giving girls the best they ever had. Looking up to him as my older brother made me want to be like him and so I modelled myself after him and became the notorious bad boy that I am.

  "Besides, if I banged your girl, I wouldn't leave evidence Tony. I'm good like that, I never make mistakes."

  Evidence... He was right, he never messed up.

  "Then who do you think

  is responsible?" I asked him still standing by the massive window.

  He pulled out a pen and scribbled a name. He crossed off his own name. He folded the paper and held it in his hand.

  "How's Keira?" He asked.

  "Fine. She's settled in on her new job. Why didn't you just fly to France and see her? You do know where she is right?"

  "I do but like I said, I'm giving her some space."

  "Why?" I asked him as he stood up.

  "Because I want to marry her the next time I see her. Here is your list. And that last name is your guy. Don't ever put me on a lust again unless I'm at the top."

  He placed on the table and he walked out chuckling.

  I reached for the list and saw he had crossed out his name. Below his name was Pierre Deveraux.

  Why didn't I see this?

  The two had been together during the business gala and he had probably seduced Bianca to bed. I cursed the man and sat back down when my door opened again. Jacob walked towards me and grabbed his phone which was on the table. A few seconds later Cheryl walked in and when she saw Jacob, she locked my office door.

  Bloody hell! Not in my office.

  "Jacobo!" She literally purred his name.

  I observed the rueful smile that adorned Jacob's face as he watched her walking his way. Trust my sister to be seductive even in the way she walked. She reached him and placed both her hands on his chest.

  Without warning, she kissed him right on the lips and Jacob gave in wrapping his hands around her and letting one of his hands to cup her bum.

  Didn't he just say he was marrying Keira?

  But I knew the hold Cheryl had on him. She could get him to do anything.

  Margaux Deveraux... Cheryl... Coleen Harrington and now Keira. Poor girl was in trouble. Her man was on demand.

  "Enough you two, get a room this is my bloody office."

  They went on as Jacob lifted her and sat her on my table. His hands roamed up her exposed thighs and I cringed.

  This was my sister!

  "That's enough damn it!" I banged my fists on the table.

  Jacob bit her lower lip and she was moaning already. Was he going to have sex with my sister on my office table right in front of me?

  We were talking about Jacobolas Bale so probably yeah. He didn't have a single shy bone in him.

  "You are still hot!" Jacob said to her with a smile.

  "And you still are the only man who has ever made me feel like a woman."

  I sighed.

  "My hotel suite tonight." He said kissing her thighs.

  Jacob winked at me and he left.

  My sister closed her eyes and sat on my table facing me.

  "He is bloody hot!" She exclaimed.

  "I bloody don't want you in his hotel suite tonight."

  Jacob was going to screw things with Keira.

  "Don't be jealous Tony!" She said pulling me to her using my tie. "You know no man riles me up like Jacob."

  It troubled me that Jacob was the only man who could control Cheryl... not even I could.

  It was at that moment when I realized why Jacob loved Keira. That girl would do anything Jacob wants

  and that was how Jacob was. He liked to be in charge.

  "He has a girlfriend." I tried to discourage my sister who was now running a finger on the side of my face.

  Any onlooker wouldn't believe we were siblings. Cheryl didn't know boundaries... that made her dangerous even to me. Once when I was sixteen she had kissed me right on the lips and no, she was not drunk but very sober. She was just curious. She was not remorseful about it and I had been too stunned to react.

  "Enough of this Cheryl." I warned her. "You've been gone a while now. Leave Jacob alone, he doesn't need you in his life."

  She smiled.

  "Oh please! Calm down, Jacob and I aren't meeting up. We did that to torment you. He told me about Keira."

  Damn those two.

  "What do yo want?" I snapped.

  "To spend time with you. Its been a while." She said.

  She got off my table and pulled down her knee length black dress.

  "Your girlfriend is pregnant. Do you know that? I never imagined you to be that careless Tony."

  "How did you know?" I asked her.

  "I was at her shop today and she was throwing up like crazy."

  "She didn't tell you if she's expecting a baby?"

  "It's not rocket science. She keeps rubbing her belly subconsciously."

  She walked back towards me and wrapped her hands around my neck.

  "It's not yours is it?" She asked. "You don't look pleased."

  She could always read my mind like an open book.

  "No it's not. I am not pleased that she allowed another man to touch what's mine."

  "She's not yours Tony. You abandoned her and she is damn attractive! What did you expect? That she will remain celibate while you're changing women faster than clothes? You men are typical!"

  She shoved me aside and grabbed her purse.

  "Cheryl before you leave I need to ask you something."

  "What?" She said in a bored tone.

  "Where were you all these years?"

  She paused and I saw uneasiness flash in her eyes. She darted her gaze to the sides of my office before she spoke.

  "It's none of your bloody business. Excuse me."

  I was officially curious.

  I wasn't sure I would like what
I find but I was looking forward to knowing what my sister had been up to for the ten years she had been away.

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  Chapter twenty six: Meeting Keira

  I was back in France. It had been four months since I last saw Keira. I was looking forward to it. My P.I was still looking into Cheryl as well as Cole. He was still missing.

  I spotted Keira walking my way. She looked tired with eye bags underneath her lovely blue eyes and she rubbed her belly. That was the same thing Bianca had been doing lately. Her pregnancy barely showed and she still hadn't told me anything. I was still patiently waiting on her to do so.

  Was Keira pregnant?

  If she was did Jacob know?

  Probably not.

  "Bonjour monsieur." She greeted with a smile once she was at my table.

  This woman was tantalizingly beautiful. She pushed her long dark hair back and gazed at me with those sapphire eyes.

  She was a beauty to behold. I could stare at her all day.

  "Good morning pretty face." I greeted back. "Please have a sit."

  She paled. It was restaurant policy for employees not to sit with customers.

  I came up with that policy.

  She turned me down and I guessed as her eyes darted around she was looking for the manager. She subconsciously rubbed her belly and my suspicions were officially confirmed.

  Keira was pregnant.

  After she sat I explained to her my purpose for meeting her. She was surprised to learn about the company being under her name and to some extent she was even excited by the prospect of being CEO.

  I liked this girl.

  After our meeting, I left to go to the airport to meet Bianca. She had agreed to stay with me in Paris for the few months I was grooming

  Keira to be CEO.

  "There you are." I said when she finally came out of the airport.

  I hugged her and I could feel a small bump on her. She withdrew quickly and walked past me. Simon had the door to the car open and she slipped in. He gave me a meaningful look and I nodded.

  I loved Bianca enough to accept this child as my own. I didn't want a repeat of the last time she was pregnant.

  I got in as well and the ride was quiet as she hid behind a magazine. She must have been reading that same page over and over again because she barely turned it.

  "Love," I called to her softly and she turned my way. "I want you to know that if there is something I should know, just come on out and say it."

  "What is that supposed to mean Tony?" She suddenly snapped.